:) have a nice day, it's a nice day to have

 I used to think that perfect was something that you had to fake, since no one or nothing is perfect. Perfection was what people saw on the outside, but no one knew what was really happening in between the lines. But today, I see that perfection isn't flawless. Perfection is loving the bad things as much as you adore the great things. Being perfect is having a best friend, someone who you can talk to about anything, no matter how awkward or embarassing. Someone who frusterates you, but keeps you wanting more. Someone who makes you mad, but makes up for it by making you laugh at the same time. Someone who will be your Valentine every february no matter what. Perfection makes you feel young, no matter what age you are. Your missing puzzle piece. Someone who makes you feel crazy, because how could you honestly feel so many emotions about one person? Someone who makes you doubt the way you thought before... Someone who makes you think. Someone who keeps their promises. Someone who throws rocks at your window just because they want to see you. Someone who tries to come inside even when they know they shouldn't. Someone who never gives up. Someone who wants to grow with you, learn with you, feel with you. Someone who understands. Someone who may potentionally break your heart someday, but trusting them not to. Someone who, in this moment, feels the exact same way as you do..<3

Love is too young to know what conscience is.

Who's says you're ever to old to play dress up?

:)

looooong weekend...

I love cheer, obviously, since it pretty much takes up 90% of my life... how can you possibly not love something when you're constantly doing it everyday :) Although my love for cheer is constantly growing, the long weekends of cheer competitions are very tedious... This weekend we had our COA championship comp both saturday and sunday. We competed against only one team, but winning to me is the only way to go. "If you're not first, you're last " On sunday, one of our girls ended up being sick, so we had to change the routine an hour before we competed. Needless to say, we found out that she was an extremely valuable cheerleader, because our routine ended up being a mess /: We thought for sure we weren't going to win... and that meant no first place jackets... :( It's all about winning the jackets... just ask any cheerleader :) Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuut we were pleasantly surprised :) WE WON! It's the best feeling ever when you think for SURE you're not going to win, and then you end up taking that trophy.... and JACKETS....

pretty shnazzzyy huh? ;)

"the happiest place on Earth" is most definitely NOT an understatement :)

It all started with a simple and innocent question from my best friend

"want to go to Tommy's for breakfast tomorrow?"

Of course i did :)

What did that question actually pan out to be...

Well, if it weren't for The Beach Boys playing in the background during our breakfast, we would have never made the spontaneous decision to haul ourselves over to Disneyland :)

 

Rainy days = the best kind of days to go to Disneyland

 Captain EO is back! (for now)

For those of you who don't know, it was a 3D attraction back in the 70's which included dancing and singing from the infamous Michael Jackson :)

 

So Ronni and I both made the decision that the more we go on Tower of Terror, the more we hate it.

These faces pretty much say it all... :)

 

After a hard-days work, our bodies were beginning to feel the Disneyland hangover. (I know you know exactly what I mean by that :) 

So we decided to walk to the nearest cheesecake factory

  

And ended with the most amazing slice of cheesecake ever. 

I'd say today was a success :)

our final days together well spent....

 

 

 

  

  

  

  

  

I've spent almost every day with these girls for the past four years.

It's crazy how time has shaped us all so differently.

I'm going to miss them

:(

blue skies

 

 

Today was such a beautiful day, I couldn't help but document it.

I love living at the beach.... :)

these streets will make you feel brand new, big lights will inspire you..

 

 

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

I miss you..... <3

Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York

:)

i'm just out to find the better part of me....

As my senior year begins to slip away....

 

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

 

When you first become a Freshman, people will tell you 

"savor every moment, high school goes by so fast!"

well, they weren't lying.

It seems like yesterday when I walked into my first period class late, on September 5, 2006.

I remember it perfectly, because I was super embarrassed, and I already wanted high school to be over.

But from that moment on, time seemed to have a mind of its own.

I have gained friends, lost some, and a little of both.

And finally, after four years of high school, i've learned something that I wish I would have realized that first day of high school.

You can't judge people based on the way they look, or what you've heard.

Senior year has opened my eyes, and I look at people with a completely different perspective.

Maybe it's because last week I was assigned to write an essay about myself, 

and then share it to the class.

Not only did I learn that I don't know who I am, but the way people opened up during their presentations fascinated me.

I had no idea that the people, who I had known since freshman year, had so much to offer.

I never took the time to be open minded, and I regret that now.

It could also be because when I attended the Talent Show last Friday, that quiet kid who always kept to himself, completely blew the croud away with their guitar and vocal skills.

I know that everyone has a little good and talent in there somewhere, it's just hard to see when you don't open your eyes.

I'm only a man in a silly red sheet

Digging for kryptonite on this one way street
Only a man in a funny red sheet
Looking for special things inside of me

It's not easy to be me.